Thursday, April 29, 2010

Without going into all the details, little brother graced us with his presence 4 weeks early, at 7:13pm on the 28th. After the NICU (who is always called in on deliveries of this nature) signed off on him and his loving brothers and sister and Oma and Opa came to see him, he started to "grunt" more and things kind of went from there. He was supposed to just be transitioned in NICU but when I called to check on him around 9:30 that night they informed me he was being admitted and treated for unstable blood sugar levels, breathing instability, inability to maintain his body temp and elevated white blood cells that pointed towards pneumonia. They have him on antibiotics and after scaring us with all sorts of scenarios last night, today he pulled out his oxygen tubes and his NG tube (feeding) and has been showing a rebellious streak. He is doing better, happy to show off his great hair and winning smirk. We don't know how long he will be in the NICU, most likely a week or so. Still no name, but he weighed 5lbs 8oz, 19 inches long. Wish us luck, with health and agreeing on the perfect name.

Tuesday, April 20, 2010

It is beautiful out. Has been for days. Makes me want to be less clothed and basking in it. But less clothed might scare neighbors, much less children. It scares me. 4 more weeks. This boy is the lowest I have ever carried. If he wasn't in I would think he was out. It makes things like reaching down, sitting, walking and resting a bit difficult, but how is that really different from any other pregnancy on this planet?

caroline's sign

I just picked up my friend's almost three year old. She is the only one that Joey longs to play with besides E and having her here is super easy and keeps all entertained. Plus, as a bonus, I have her cousin here who is 4-ish and man, the best playmate I could ask for to keep the 3-ers happy. She is a sweetie. The friend just had her baby. 4 weeks before mine. 4 pushes and out. 4 hours of labor. Baby number 4. What a pattern. Hers is a girl without a name. It is nice to have someone go through it so close to my date. Someone who I can just feel it through without having to ask.

I hate potty training. I really hate the toilet. I hate touching the toilet and teaching the kids not to. I've said this before, the toilet is Dave's duty. Cleaning it, I mean. Back to training, Joey is starting. Yes, chances are he will revert in 4 weeks. But he wants to. It makes me a bit claustrophobic. You can't venture too far.

Joey turned three last week. He is growing up. Too fast. Won't kiss me on the lips anymore. I never should have blogged he did, it is like he read that or something. Stinker.

Caroline had a dental check up yesterday. Her two top teeth are loose. E's didn't loosen until this year. She also has 3 out of 4 6 year molars. She is growing older way too fast and this is just one sign of it.

I wish I felt like nesting. I feel like gardening, reading, sitting and running errands but not nesting. I did go through bins and bins of clothing this weekend. The D.I. might love me. I did a load of newborn clothes this week. But out of necessity, not nesting. I have washed windows, but only to see more clearly, not to nest. The things that I really need to do, like de-clutter, feel too much like nesting so I don't want to. Like I said, I want to sit outside, warm my skin, soak up Vitamin D. Maybe that can be nesting for now.

Saturday, April 10, 2010

I am thinning out the hens-and-chicks in my garden and would hate to just throw them away!!! So, if you want any bring up a grocery bag and grab some. They multiply and replenish the earth - so efficient. They sell of $2.50 each at Smith's, what a bargain. Great in rock gardens or borders or just potted. Email me at piccalillitoo@gmail.com if you have any questions.